This is my first attempt at any form of Card Captor Sakura creativity, so be nice. It's Tomoyo (Madison in the dub. Gods, what an awful name!) thinking about Sakura. And it has Shoujo Ai. If you're dense or new, that means girls loving girls. You have been warned.
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She dances like an angel, just out of my reach.
I watch, in life, on tape, through camera, as she spins and another card is caught. I cheer for her and clap my hands and fight back the demonic urge which tells me to draw her into my arms and kiss her.
She shimmers like a star, and I am always in her shadow.
It's a nice place to be. Her shadow is always near her. And I always want to be near her.
I make the costumes for her, give her the gifts, and with each one I say "Love me, Sakura. I'm here, Sakura. Love me."
And she never hears. For all her intelligence while she's catching the cards, when it comes to people my love is not that bright. She didn't catch that Yuki loved her brother. She doesn't catch how Li is suddenly kind to her, how she makes him shine like she makes me, and she never sees me, except as her closest, most beloved friend. FRIEND. I hate that word.
And then there was Mother with Nadeshiko. Karma. Mother loved Sakura's mother, and I love Sakura. And are loves are always out of our reach. But beautiful.
So, I watch. As she dances. As she spins and catches. And I smile.
And I pray for the day I can tell her.
And the day she loves me back.
*****
She dances like an angel, just out of my reach.
I watch, in life, on tape, through camera, as she spins and another card is caught. I cheer for her and clap my hands and fight back the demonic urge which tells me to draw her into my arms and kiss her.
She shimmers like a star, and I am always in her shadow.
It's a nice place to be. Her shadow is always near her. And I always want to be near her.
I make the costumes for her, give her the gifts, and with each one I say "Love me, Sakura. I'm here, Sakura. Love me."
And she never hears. For all her intelligence while she's catching the cards, when it comes to people my love is not that bright. She didn't catch that Yuki loved her brother. She doesn't catch how Li is suddenly kind to her, how she makes him shine like she makes me, and she never sees me, except as her closest, most beloved friend. FRIEND. I hate that word.
And then there was Mother with Nadeshiko. Karma. Mother loved Sakura's mother, and I love Sakura. And are loves are always out of our reach. But beautiful.
So, I watch. As she dances. As she spins and catches. And I smile.
And I pray for the day I can tell her.
And the day she loves me back.